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"I remember," He Qingyan leaned in closer, staring into Gu Ran's eyes, "During the camping trip, just holding my hand made me...wait, does that mean you've already helped me? Is it my turn to help you now?"
Below her gaze—
"No need." Gu Ran guarded his crotch—
He Qingyan leaned in, closed her eyes, and gently kissed his lips.
The lips were soft, the touch stirring to the soul.
Gu Ran froze for a second, instinctively pushed her away, but as soon as he raised his hand, the equally fast-reacting He Qingyan replaced it with her own hands.
"Don't move." She spoke right on his lips.
"Qingyan." Gu Ran turned his head away.
He believed that He Qingyan would not really harm him, but he didn't use brute force; he wanted to talk things through properly.
"This is my first kiss. Let me finish it properly, and I'll let you go." He Qingyan's hand gently kneaded.
There are some places, some people, that don't need a lust-inducing superpower—like [Great Magic]—to be arousing.
